Disclaimer: This story is an adaptation of the Twilight Saga's Characters. This is not for profit and no copyright infringement is intended. This are JUST FOR FUN!

Author's Note: I'm BAAACCK! I've been working on this and saving it up for ages. I have used this story as my writer's block buster and my stress reliever/therapy for months now and now it's only a few chapters away from completion so I decided no time like the present to start sharing. I started writing this several weeks before my RL went psycho…I think I had ESP, but this story is about 40/60 hubby issues versus daddy issues and in so doing, doesn't really apply to either of them but sure felt hella good to write! Fair warning, this is not like my other stories and has some epic heartfail from the beginning, but will round out to a typical ACW happy ending by the end. (Let's just call it wishful thinking) Oh and this Edward is an epic douche, so this will ultimately morph into a Jasper Bella fic…just saying.

Big thanks to my beta AgoodWITCH for pushing through several chapters in just one day! I'm going to save these to post once or twice a week, just to make sure you don't have any downtime.


Found in the front cover of a book handed out in the gift baskets for the bridesmaids and groomsmen at the wedding of Bella Swan and Edward Masen, January 26, 2002

The Road Not Taken

by Robert Frost

TWO roads diverged in a yellow wood,

And sorry I could not travel both

And be one traveler, long I stood

And looked down one as far as I could

To where it bent in the undergrowth;

Then took the other, as just as fair,

And having perhaps the better claim,

Because it was grassy and wanted wear;

Though as for that the passing there

Had worn them really about the same,

And both that morning equally lay

In leaves no step had trodden black.

Oh, I kept the first for another day!

Yet knowing how way leads on to way,

I doubted if I should ever come back.

I shall be telling this with a sigh

Somewhere ages and ages hence:

Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—

I took the one less traveled by,

And that has made all the difference.

Found beneath written in the scrawling hand of the best man was this simple statement:

Mr. Frost has one thing right, it has made all the difference…just wish I'd taken the other path.

-Jasper Whitlock

P.S. This sucks!

Chapter 1

My cell vibrating at 3pm was a surprise. Nobody ever called me at work on my cell. They all knew the company policy on private cell calls. I hurried around the corner from my cubicle into the bathroom and answered it, whispering into the receiver since I knew this had to be an emergency. What I hadn't expected was to hear a woman sobbing.


"Jasper?" Her voice was high and squeaky, but I'd know it anywhere.

"Bella, what's wrong? Are the kids okay? Is it Edward?"

"Yes…No…oh God Jasper, what am I going to do?"

My heart was hammering in my chest. It wasn't like Bella to flip out like this. Something had to be really wrong.

"It's going to be okay, Bella. Just tell me what's wrong."

She sniffled, gaining a bit of composure. "I…I was just calling to tell you to expect Edward to show up on your doorstep tonight. I'm kicking him out."

I felt like I'd been gut punched.

"Why Bella? What's going on?"

She began to sob again. "I was a fool, Jasper. I wanted to believe him, but he's a lying asshole. He's been cheating on me, Jas…with that college intern. I found the proof today. I've packed him enough stuff to get him through the rest of the week, but I can't do this anymore, Jasper. I'm not going to live my mother's life."

She broke down again, her voice cracking so much I barely made out the last part. "I don't deserve this, Jas."

My chest ached for Bella. Edward was a fucking idiot. Bella was a great woman, pretty, smart, funny, a great mom, and a good wife. He never deserved her though…never.

"No, Bella, you really don't. I'm so sorry. Do you want me to come over?"

Bella coughed a little before she spoke again in a clearer voice. "No, no. I don't want to put you out or make you take any time off. I'll be fine. I have to go get the kids from school and take them over to Rosalie's for the night. They don't need to be around to see this."

I sighed, banging my head against the wall behind me. "I know he's my best friend, Bella, but if you need anything at all, please don't hesitate to call me. I care about you too, 'kay?"

Her sniffles started up again as she thanked me before hanging up the phone with a weak goodbye. I closed my phone and tossed it in my pocket, letting my head bounce off the wall a few times before I turned and threw my fist into the metal paper towel dispenser. It made a loud groan, but didn't do any damage to the dispenser at least, though my hand certainly felt like I'd broken a metacarpal or two.

I opened the door and walked down the hall to Edward's office. He did the same job as me, but being a member of the Masen family, he got a lot more perks with the position than the rest of us. After too long of a wait the door creaked open, the small brunette intern stepped out casting me a sheepish look. I couldn't help but be struck with her brown eyes and how much she looked like Bella…well Bella fifteen years ago when we were teenagers just starting off in college. She was still beautiful, but fifteen years and two kids have a way of changing things. Apparently, Edward was having a hankering to regain his youth. Fucking Moron!

Edward smiled up at me looking smug and self satisfied as I grimaced at him and shut the door.

"You do realize the gig is up, don't you? Bella knows. You're going to be handed your clothes and one way ticket to my place tonight."

His face dropped for a moment before he cocked his head with a half shake of acceptance and leaned back with his hands behind his head.

"I guess it's just as well. We couldn't go on like this forever. How did she find out?"

My fist clenched at my side as I glowered at him. "I don't know, she didn't tell me between the sobs. You're really just fine? Are you really this cold?"

Edward sighed, leaning forward to rest his elbows on the desk, running his hands through his hair a few times before looking back up at me. "We're both miserable, Jasper. This isn't what my life was supposed to be, what our life was supposed to be. I married Bella, beautiful, fun, sexy Bella. All of that is gone now, man. She's all about bake sales and PTA meetings and shit. There's nothing left of the girl I loved. I wasn't built for marriage, man. I only married Bella because I knew that was the next step if I wanted to have kids, and I always wanted kids. I always suspected that things would fall apart like this."

By the time he was done, I had moved to lean against the spare chair across the desk, my fingers digging into the back as I gripped it impossibly hard to keep from decking the motherfucker.

"Did you bother to tell HER any of this before you got married? As far as any of us knew, you were head over heels and couldn't wait to marry her. Now you're all, I never wanted to marry; I just knew I had to? You are a fucking piece of work! And now you're upset because she did what you wanted and became this awesome Mom for your kids and suddenly she's not exciting enough? You really are a fucking idiotic asshole!"

His eyes narrowed up at me as he crossed his arms, his mouth moving as he ground his teeth in his own anger. I knew that look. This was going to be bad.

"Listen loser, I know you always had a thing for my wife, but you don't know what marriage is like. It's a fucking prison sentence. I've been thinking about divorcing her for a while just to get my own space, Jessie just sort of helped me make the step. I don't think staying at your place is that great of an idea. I'll just go crash at Jessie's tonight."

I shook my head at him as I pressed my lips together. Finally, I snorted before turning to walk out. "You act cold as hell, but how old is your piece of ass out there? Nineteen? Twenty? Doesn't she remind you of anybody? You say you don't love your wife, but you're replacing her with an exact duplicate of what she was fifteen years ago…so who is kidding who?"

Edward just smirked and leaned back, putting his hands behind his head again. "Yep and she's going to keep that tight little body for as long as I'm with her, then I'll move on. It's the way of nature, Jas."

I didn't have anything else to say, but I did know one thing, the man that used to be my friend was dead. He'd died about the same time his marriage did. He didn't recognize it, but I did. Bella changed some, but she wasn't the one who had a total personality shift. Bella was always a caring, mothering type person, but Edward was never this much of a prick.

I turned toward the door, pausing to look behind me. "I'm taking the rest of the day off. I'll see you later."

There was a flash of jealousy and possession in his eyes for a moment before he squashed it.

"Go ahead, Jas. You were always better suited for each other. Too bad I made the first move or else you'd be in my shoes now and I'd be off living the life I wanted."

"Good luck with that, Edward. Trust me, bachelor life isn't all it's cracked up to be…plus those kids you supposedly wanted so bad wouldn't have been yours otherwise. Goodbye, Edward. Have a nice life."

I went to my desk and loaded up a box with my possessions. It was a gamble to quit, but I'd been unhappy at Masen for a long time. It was time for a change and Edward had just given me the perfect excuse, because if I stayed, I'd have my ass fired in less than a week. I prayed I was making the right decision as I tossed the last of my things in the box and made my way toward the elevator, pausing in front of Jessie's desk.

She looked up from her typing with surprise as I leaned down.

"Don't let him fool you. He can be charming, but he's an ass that's just using you. You'll be out before you hit twenty five, if you even last that long. You deserve better than that. Take care of yourself, Jessie."

I didn't even give her a chance to snap out of her shock to respond, before I walked into the opening elevator and left the place I had worked for the past ten years for the last time. My car seemed to move on its own accord after I left the office, driving me straight to 22368 Morningside Dr.

I sat in front of the large sprawling house for a while before I saw the emerald green minivan turn the corner and pull into the drive. The van didn't even get into the garage before the door opened and Bella stepped out. She didn't look that bad as she stood there, frazzled maybe but not as broken as I knew she had to feel. She stared at me for a long moment before she started sobbing, stumbling toward me. I let her fall against my chest and hugged her tight as she clung to my shirt and sobbed, the button up was soaked through in a manner of moments.

I led her toward the front portico, taking her keys and opening the large heavy oak door, helping her inside before closing it behind us. There in the foyer was a mountain of white garbage bags piled up unceremoniously waiting for Edward to claim them. I couldn't help but chuckle at her chops. Edward wouldn't be taking the Italian leather suitcase set he always insisted on taking on business trips. Nope, his things were going out the front door just like the trash he was.